[Photo Source: My Photos, My camera, Sunset over Beaver Pond -- LOOK CLOSELY and you will see a group of birds in flight in the sunset in the TOP photo. In the photo at bottom is a beautiful Oak Tree outlined in a soft evening sunset. dht]
Time for a walk to the Beaver Pond –
where the call of birds fills the stillness --
where the breeze whispers in Oak Trees --
where the water tumbles over a rocky dam –
while the California Canada geese, ducks, and egrets,
perform their ritual primping.
The wild grasses sway to Nature's Tune --
insects dance at leisure –
wild roses flirt with bees –
fish play tag in gentle waters –
the rolling hills of Lincoln
nestle in the Sierra's sheltering embrace.
A place you can hear your own footsteps,
a place you can step out of yourself,
a time to ponder and daydream,
a time to think about where you are,
where you have been,
and where the Path will lead Tomorrow.
[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]
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